Jul. 17th, 2014

Jul. 17th, 2014

what if instead of a same gender detective partnership who keep getting mistaken for a romantic couple, you had a same gender romantic couple who keep getting mistaken for detectives‘hello, I’m sam darling, and this is my partner gregory hitch’ ‘AH YES THE PRIVATE DETECTIVES’ ‘what??? no we just came for some ice cream why is there police tape everywhere’

To show support and love for an amazing woman and her family in a time of great sadness, these are my #sparklesforayla nails. @selenadee_nails, I hope you find the peace your little girl already has. All my love to you. 💗

By day the bat is cousin to the mouse.He likes the attic of an aging house.His fingers make a hat about his head.His pulse beat is so slow we think him dead.He loops in crazy figures half the nightAmong the trees that face the corner light.But when he brushes up against a screen,We are afraid of what our eyes have seen:For something is amiss or out of placeWhen mice with wings can wear a human face.

THE BAT is dun with wrinkled wingsLike fallow article,And not a song pervades his lips,Or none perceptible.His small umbrella, quaintly halved, Describing in the airAn arc alike inscrutable,—Elate philosopher!Deputed from what firmamentOf what astute abode, Empowered with what malevolenceAuspiciously withheld.To his adroit CreatorAscribe no less the praise;Beneficent, believe me, His eccentricities.

Welcome to my little corner of the internet. This is a blog devoted almost exclusively to poetry in translation. Most posts take the form of a translation of a single poem and contain an attempt to translate the original as poetry. These translations (of which a table of contents can be found here) are meant to be enjoyed as poems, not scrutinized for lexical fidelity. Many posts also contain an mp3 recording of me reading the original text aloud. Some also contain supplementary material after the poem itself such as a commentary or literal translation, if I think it necessary.

About Me In The Third Person:

A.Z. Foreman is a translator and interpreter. He has been obsessed with languages and literature since the age of 12. He is self-taught in many of the languages he translates, though he also holds a bachelors degree in linguistics from the University of Chicago, and a masters degree in Arabic from the University of Maryland. He started this blog in 2007, when he realized he could do the translations he loved, and share them with the world. He’s been doing it quite obsessively ever since.

the term comes from a movie. it is essentially a concentrated effort to fuck up another person’s sense of reality and make them lose faith in their own judgment. emotional abusers do it to keep their victims from being able to walk away.

like they’ll steal your precious possessions and accuse you of being careless, or do or say abusive things and later deny it happened and imply you are mentally ill and remember it wrong. they will lie about things that never happened, erase things that did, and every time you feel like, no that’s wrong, you will be accused of lying or (this one is so insidious) asked if you are ‘feeling all right.’

a major goal of the abuse is to destroy your instincts so you won’t be able to say “holy shit, that just happened” and LEAVE. they want you to stick around doubting yourself and making absolutely sure you can trust your own perceptions, because you have been trained not to. that way, they have lots of time to convince you that no, nothing happened, this is just you being oversensitive/emotional/pmsing/a little crazy (as usual, and aren’t you lucky this person puts up with your shit). they get under your skin and control you with your own nervous self-doubt.

that’s gaslighting.

now compare that to some fucking rando on the internet arguing that “you said X, but really it’s Y” when they are wrong (and even malicious) and you know it.

that’s not gaslighting.

Also:

frivolous gaslighting accusations = BIG RED FLAG that this person is a buzzword abuser or potential manipulator who knows some tricks, because boy do manipulators like to make things seem like they are the victims of stuff they are actually doing to you. which is also a form of… say it with me….